Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 348 Two Dumbledores
Hogwarts.

Principal room.

"McGonagall, call Harry for me."

Dumbledore stood up from behind the desk, stretched and said.

"Are you going to take him with you?"

McGonagall asked Dumbledore after glancing at the chaotic photos on the desktop.

"Yes, McGonagall, he is the key to the end, I may not be able to survive the downfall of Tom."

Dumbledore said, slowly raising his right hand.

The spots there have disappeared.

But McGonagall knew that it was because Dumbledore used deformation ripples to conceal those traces.

"Okay, I'll call Harry now."

Mag sighed and turned to leave.

And at this moment, there was a sudden bang under the spiral staircase.

"Who will it be?"

Mag stopped and said doubtfully.

"Squeak~~"

Fox not far away suddenly yelled, Dumbledore was taken aback and smiled and said, "It's Aberforth, I didn't expect him to come."

As he spoke, he quickly got up and faced the spiral staircase.

And just when he came to the edge of the spiral staircase, Aberforth, who was also tall, but a little thinner than him, came up.

"Go, McGonagall, I want to talk to Aberforth." Dumbledore said happily.

"Okay, principal."

Mag nodded, said hello to Aberforth, and walked down the spiral staircase.

"Whiskey on the rocks?" Dumbledore asked his brother, who looked a lot like him.

"Ok."

Aberforth nodded, but didn't address Dumbledore, but Dumbledore wasn't angry at all.

He even happily walked on tiptoe, and took the initiative to pull the chair in front of the desk for his younger brother.

"I didn't expect you to come here, Aberforth, it surprised me so much."

He conjured whiskey on the rocks with his wand as he spoke, "Of course, it makes me happy too, Aberforth, I'm glad you're here."

Aberforth nodded, his expression looked awkward, his mouth opened, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"is there anything?"

Dumbledore sat back in his seat and conjured himself a cup of super sweet hot chocolate, "Whatever you need, Aberforth, you know, I'll do it."

Aberforth squeezed out a smile, glanced at the hot chocolate in front of Dumbledore, and said, "Too sweet is not good for your health."

Dumbledore looked even happier when he heard this.

He smiled and picked up the hot chocolate, bumped it against his younger brother, and said, "I hope the happiness is double, Aberforth, I don't usually drink like that."

Aberforth nodded, took a sip of the whiskey, looked at Dumbledore's right hand again, and said, "I heard you were seriously injured, is it true?"

"Yes, Aberforth, but I'm ready to embrace death, I think you understand me, don't you?" Dumbledore said after taking a sip of hot chocolate.

Aberforth nodded, but there was a hint of sadness in the depths of those blue eyes that could read people's minds as well as Albus's.

"Tell me about you, Aberforth." Dumbledore changed the subject.

"I met Snape today, in my bar, and August the wanted man," Aberforth said.

Dumbledore froze for a moment, then looked at his brother suspiciously.

"Did something bad happen?" he asked.

"No, Snape was just inviting August to join the Order of the Phoenix, but the latter refused." Aberforth said.

Dumbledore nodded, but said nothing.

He knew that if that was the way it was, Aberforth wouldn't have come all the way to find him.

"August left the bar first, Snape chased him out, and I followed behind, but I didn't dare to get too close. They said some other things, but I couldn't hear them clearly." Abufu Si said.

Dumbledore nodded, stroked his messy beard and said, "Do you think they said something they didn't want me to know?"

Aberforth nodded and said: "Yes, the conversation they had later was not short, I think they were discussing something, and for a moment, Snape's expression was not very good."

"How bad?" Dumbledore asked.

"It seems... something terrible came to mind," Aberforth said.

"fear?"

Dumbledore showed surprise similar to Voldemort's, and he couldn't figure out who could make Snape terrified.

"Could it be my student?" Dumbledore asked.

Abufu thought for a while, and said: "Probably not, after all, as a double agent, he doesn't need to fear that person."

Dumbledore nodded, he thought so too.

"Have you noticed any changes in him lately?" Aberforth said. "I mean Snape."

"him?"

Dumbledore rubbed his temples with a headache, and said, "You know that he is a master of Occlumency, but for some reason, his emotions are often leaked recently, it seems that there is something wrong with Occlumency."

"Something went wrong?" Aberforth asked in surprise, "Under what circumstances would there be a problem with Occlumency?"

"The brain was forced to open, or there were uncontrollable fluctuations in thinking, and there are some other possibilities, but most of them are related to this."

Dumbledore said, pointing to his head with his wand.

Aberforth nodded and said, "Well, anyway, you should pay attention to yourself, I have nothing else to do."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the whiskey in front of him and drank it in one gulp, then got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute, Aberforth." Dumbledore stopped him. "Do you think August really betrayed Voldemort?"

Aberforth stood there thinking for a moment, and said: "It's hard to say, but I think if he really betrayed, he should not dare to come out so openly, we all know that person will take revenge."

Dumbledore nodded, and said along the way: "And he can locate those people through here, can't he?"

When he said this, he pointed to the wrist of his left hand with his right hand.

The Dark Mark, Aberforth understood what Dumbledore meant.

"Yes, but maybe August found some way to hide it, maybe we thought too much, and the other principal also betrayed that person." Aberforth said with a frown.

Dumbledore nodded, but his expression was still full of doubts.

"If there is any new news, I will tell you, but I don't think they will come to my store to communicate." Aberforth said, waved his hand, and turned to walk towards the spiral staircase.

Dumbledore opened his mouth to stop him, but after he glanced at the picture of the cave in the middle of the table, he hesitated and closed his mouth.

"boom."

There was a bang downstairs, and Dumbledore knew that his brother had left.

"Anyway, it's something to be happy about, isn't it?"

Dumbledore looked at the empty wine glass on the table, and suddenly said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)